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Punishing Your Bondage Slut When She Flashes Someone

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I can’t believe you put me in these tiny little clothes and make me walk around in public with them. It is so embarrassing to be exposing myself like this. These clothes barely cover my tits or my ass. To make matters worse, I’m not wearing any lingerie. One wrong move and I’ll be flashing everyone in sight. You make me walk around in tall high heels and my extra small clothing. As you walk, you bend over and drop something on the ground, ordering me to bend down and get it. I know that you did that on purpose, waiting to see how I would bend down. It’s no use fighting against it as I bend down to pick up your object. As I am bent down, my pussy and my ass are completely exposed to the public. You make me stay there in that position while you spank me, punishing me for being a dirty exhibitionist slut. So, you’ll make me wear these tight, uncomfortable clothes that barely cover my body and punish me when I flash people? That is so unfair! Every day will end with a red ass!

Submissive Whore got her pussy spanked until she pissed

I have always been my master’s favorite Submissive Whore. Out of his stable of sluts he tortured me the most because he likes me so much. He calls me worthless and that I am just made to be his slut whore to use. Last night he wanted to torture my cunt and remind me how much he likes using me. He tied me up and made sure my legs were spread open wide. He had clamps with him and clamped my pussy lips apart. He wanted to have my hole spread open for him. As he whipped me and paddled my body he could see my cunt hole start to moisten. He laughed, calling me a filthy slut as he shoved his cock in my mouth. He knew he had me under his control. The fact that my cunt dripped for his abuse told him I would always be his Bondage whore. My throat was milking his cock and I could barely breathe, but finally he started cumming and I could taste his semen down my throat. My master spanked my open cunt hard until I pissed myself. He just left me there to dry.

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Slave training is what I was raised on

Slave training is what I was made for. My neck has always been leashed since I can remember. Daddy was the first one to leash me up. He has groomed me since I was young. Anytime I sat on his lap he would hold my hands behind my back and grope me. One night he showed me what little girls do for daddy. He tied my hands and feet with his belt. When I cried he spanked my bare bottom and told me to stop. It didn’t matter. I knew mom could hear me but my father is very dominant. He forced my mouth open and choked me with his big daddy meat. He told me to suck it like a lollipop and I would do anything daddy wanted. That was the beginning of our Submissive sex sessions. I grew up being submissive and being used in any way my master daddy wanted. That is why he leashed me. Daddy claimed me as his property and he was the first one I belonged to. Whenever daddy was around i had to crawl around with my leash on and now i do it for my master.

Slave training

Bondage Whore for Life

bondage whore I am a bondage whore. I have always been one.  I like being tied up now. I hated it when I was a schoolgirl and daddy would tie me to my bed while he was at work. I have become a more obedient whore since those days. Master is a bondage expert. In fact, he teaches other masters how to tie up their bitches. I met him in a BDSM club in 2000. I was not even 20 yet. We have been together since. He can still tie me up better than anyone, but I like to explore other men too. Not to own me, just to tie me up. Master is my master until one of us dies. He has given me permission for a lot of things. He was the one that suggested I become a submissive phone sex whore. He wanted me to have an income once I stopped working for him. He has also given me permission to go to bondage clubs without him. I have some rules of course, but I have more freedom than many slaves. In fact, I will argue that I am treated very well by my master, perhaps better than most slave women. Master gave me a job. He gave me a house. He gave me health benefits. He also has provided financially for my son and daughter. I follow his rules. I do not want to lose the best thing to ever happen to me. I went to the bondage club we frequent Saturday night without master. And the men were fighting to tie up his prized pony. I let 6 different men tie me up that night. A different man, a different room and a different bondage and submission pose each time. Some of those men tied me up so well, that I have rope burns and sore joints still. But, I am a bondage slut. Just a piece of meat for men to use, even you.

Submissive Whore Valentine’s Day in the Bondage Club

submissive whoreI had a submissive whore Valentine’s Day. Maybe not the traditional celebration for the most romantic day of the year, but I am accustomed to that. I have never had a romantic Valentine’s Day. This was the most romantic one ever because my master brought me flowers, wine and candy before he took me to the sex club. I was no stranger at this sex club. Master took me last month and I was the bell of the bondage club. I showed up all the 20 and 30 something slaves. Master was the oldest master in the place, but he had the prized pony, so he was sort of the bell of the ball too. He loved being high fived and congratulated on having such a good bondage whore. Other masters were in the club with their slaves for Valentine’s Day too. I wore some sexy black and white lingerie with red heart accents. I was ready to show up the competition again. The club was packed. More packed than last time, but we were still the oldest slave and master in the place. New faces. I was not sure if any of the guys were there before. No one looked familiar. I got a few disses though for being old. I wanted to show up those younger slaves more than ever. I was the first up on the stage. We began simple. Started with a frog tie and a shrimp tie. He worked himself up to the more complicated bondage techniques like Shinju and Strappado. Master’s new meds make him tie me up in more complicated and contorted poses now. Good for him, but bad for me. I am sore as fuck today from a chain strappado position that won for best bondage position. I was happy that Master won again. It made me feel special and him feel great. Bondage and submission are my life. I did not want to be tied up for Valentine’s Day, but not like I had a choice. If master feels good, I feel good too. So, I guess a happy master, means a happy slave and a sore one.

Bukkake phone sex with a slut like me is a dream

Bukkake phone sexI knew the moment I entered the bar full of black men that gave me leer after leer that I’d be having a bukkake phone sex orgy tonight. My bitch masters were going to have me pinned from all sides, getting spunked and reamed until I was a whimpering slut unable to tell her up from down or her cum from the paint. I was here specifically because they requested me, which meant they’d all already paid. The thing my masters don’t tend to get is that I actually enjoy when the men have their way with me, they tend to go limp at the sight of red, which means they’re gentle even in their roughest fantasies. I sighed relief when I didn’t see a single sadistic woman around, and started stripping on the spot without a thought or concern. There was no worry that I was wrong, because they all continued to stare with luscious gazes and horny primal desires as I got ready for cock worshiping. Soon enough my plump tits were out, my beautiful ass was swinging to the wind, grinding on an imaginary dick while my panties slipped to the floor.

I didn’t have to think much longer, the first guy I knelt near grabbed my head and slipped his cock into my mouth. I hadn’t caught when he took it out, I hadn’t really cared either. Someone filled my pussy a second later, and my hands instinctively reached out to grab their prize well before anyone had even started thrusting. I’m one of those sluts the game was made for. If it’s not an orgy were they even really trying? Thing is, there were a lot of guys here and no one was even jerking off onto me. Cowards! I protested, trying to pull my mouth away so I could taunt them into it, but the guy who had my face was hella rough, and that took my breath away… Literally. It was fucking awesome. Extreme fetish phone sex paradise right there.

 

48 Hour Submissive Sex Fuckfest

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I had a 48 hour submissive sex fuckfest this past weekend. I was tied up by my hands and feet, left to kneel on my knees and elbows while I got rodded for hours by a fucking machine. The only time I wasn’t getting fucked by the machine was when my master wanted to have his way with my ass or pussy and wanted to fuck and cum inside me; he also had some of his friends come over and take turns running a train on me as well. My throat was fucked while I was gangbanged and spit roasted with the machine still going and there was so much cum all over my face and body. I wasn’t allowed to shower and I had to piss and shit right where I was kept bound and they would use that as extra lube to continue fucking me. I was humiliated, degraded and fucked hard until my pussy was red, swollen and sore and my ass was puffy and near prolapse. I loved every second of it! I love being a submissive slut and indulging in wild bondage and submission fantasies. I hope to become a full bondage whore and be kept locked away and used for fucking 24/7!

How I Became A Submissive Whore…

Submissive WhoreHow did I become such a submissive whore that I’d let a man use and train my own young daughters? I think it all goes back to my father, he was so strict and religious, I was afraid of his judgement and his punishment. Daddy never let me wear the things I wanted or choose my own friends; he was so controlling even mom was afraid of him. I remember once I put on red lipstick at my friend’s house and I forgot to take it off before I went home. Daddy dragged me by my hair to the sink and washed it off, calling me the devil’s whore while he pulled my skirt up. He bent me over his lap and spanked my bare ass with his belt, I felt him getting hard underneath me and when I rubbed his cock, he slapped me hard across the face. He punished me because I was a temptation to him, he eventually started letting me suck his cock but there was no relief for me. He punished me even worse when I made him cum, I started to enjoy the punishment almost as much as I enjoyed sucking daddy’s cock… I know letting Master fuck my girls and breed them is wrong in some way but I truly love being his slave, I love letting him own me and my girls.

All his friends will use me

Bdsm chat should be something you feel free to talk about with me. I’m all for having a master and getting piss all over me. Whenever you enjoy yourself beating me, know that you are doing the right thing.

A girl like me belongs to be behind men and willing to please them at all costs. Whenever you get to enjoy yourself with a girl ready to be a bottom bitch licking and eating all the cum  you give her, know that you have mastered being a slave pet master.

Spit all over me and watch me cry, and tell all your friends to gather around me and fuck my face till I’m blue. There’s no need to take it easy on me.

Pleasing me is not your job, let me serve you and be your Submissive Whore

Submissive WhoreThe beginning of the year brings so much work and stress to hard-working businesswomen. I need a release from all the stress and I absolutely knew this. I didn’t want to go down my usual avenues so I put out a discreet ad looking for a Master to release me from the stresses of the everyday world. Sure there were loads of answers to my pleading, but it was one short reply that really grabbed my interest. “It is not my job to satisfy you, your stress is of no concern to me little useless brat.” My pussy began to flood itself with excitement just reading the words. He truly did not give a fuck about my bad day, week, or year, he just wanted to toy with me. Treat me like what worthless whore I was. 

I leaned back in my office chair thinking of my reply. One hand on the mouse the other my panties I fantasized about the torments that would be available from this enraged Stud should I reply with the wrong answer. Whips and floggers leaving beautiful rosey welts across my milky white skin made my clit stiffen between my eager fingers. I closed my eyes and bit my lips envisioning myself tied to a rack and receiving anal punishment as a vibrator was tied to my dripping cunt forcing me to cum over and over again. I couldn’t help but blow my own load thinking of his forceful punishment. Some I may have never experienced before. I simply replied with “Yes Sir” as I licked my creamy cum from my fingers. Arranging this meeting would be the start of the release I needed. Not that it mattered at all.